Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 930 - 650: Giving Him a Chance to Turn Over a New Leaf

Even though the Celestial Dragon Race only left behind their battle spirit, once manifested, their combat abilities were remarkable.

The twisted creatures that charged forward were all smashed into pulp, indistinguishable from one another, merging into a mass sprawling for kilometers on the ground.

When the Outer City residents who ventured out of the Golden Light Zone lost their battle spirit blessing, they stood firm against the Sin Domain's evil thoughts, unmoving, like Gods of Killing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, drenched in blood.

Nato wanted to take the opportunity to seize the Twisted Magic Crystals, but ultimately he was outsmarted.

Just as he was about to reach the area of the twisted remains, a figure flickered and blocked his way: "I heard you want to fight ten of us all by yourself?"

Nato hurriedly halted, and astonishingly, those people simultaneously broke free of the evil thoughts' influence, regained their senses, and emanated an astounding battle spirit!

"Why not give you a chance." Another figure appeared quickly in front of Nato: "You can choose any ten people among us, and if you can withstand the attack from ten people for three minutes without being defeated, half of the share of Twisted Magic Crystals from the ten you chose will be yours, how about it?"

"This method is good." A third person descended from the sky, with several strips of twisted creature flesh and viscera hanging from his body, exuding a murderous aura: "To earn more Twisted Magic Crystals, he will definitely pick the ten strongest among us, otherwise wouldn't he tarnish his own reputation?"

"Agreed." A fourth person appeared silently nearby, speaking weakly like a ghost: "I reckon I've slain a fair number of twisted creatures, could you choose me as one?"

Then, the fifth person, the sixth, the seventh…

In the blink of an eye, Nato was surrounded by people, all willing to play along with him, to see if he could truly fight one against ten.

"No need for you to take action."

The last person walked slowly to the center of the crowd, his aura ordinary, without any anomalies, seemingly just an ordinary person: "Let him take one of my punches, and if he can still stand, what's the harm in giving him a hundred Magic Crystals?"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue airflow encircled his body, then suddenly burst forth, soaring into the sky and transforming into the illusion of a three-headed giant tiger!

Each of the three tiger heads had long tusks protruding, extremely fierce and terrifying.

Seeing this illusion, Nato's pupils contracted fiercely, as tiny as pinpoints, his heart both shocked and afraid: "It's actually the Biao Race!"

The Biao Race is one of the more unique races in the Outer City, with a very small population of less than a thousand, without a fixed territory, instead scattered across all districts.

However, their biggest commonality is that each member of the Biao Race can rank in the top fifty in combat strength within the district!

Their small population is not because, like the Optimist Race, they have reproductive issues.

Instead, every member of the Biao Race is extremely belligerent and skilled in battle, loving to challenge their limits regardless of age or gender, often taking on tasks to venture into the Wilderness, where they might not return due to the high difficulty and strong opponents.

Of course, the small population of the Biao Race in the Outer City doesn't mean the overall Biao Race population isn't large.

Among the Wilderness Bloody, there are at least hundreds of thousands of Biao Race members, a historical remnant problem from when they were players, due to mutual challenges and duels.

The most iconic trait of the Biao Race is this "Weather Formation" move.

Only the most powerful Biao Race members can condense an illusion behind them, and the stronger they are, the larger the illusion.

Judging by the size of the illusion behind this person, what Nato has kicked is no longer an iron plate, but a titanium alloy plate.

Seeing Nato unresponsive for a long time, the Biao Race member said calmly: "Since you're not speaking, I'll take it as you agree, be prepared, I'm about to make my move."

He said, then slightly spread his legs, one hand forward, one hand at his waist, assuming a stance for gathering power.

And behind him, the illusion of the three-headed fierce tiger also shifted into a poised state, ready to pounce and wound at any moment.

"Gulp."

Nato was flustered, he wasn't confident to take on such a strong Biao Race member's full punch, stepping back a few paces, forced composure, speaking superficially: "Since... since you Biao Race want to claim this round of Twisted Magic Crystals, what harm in letting you have it?"

After saying that, he turned and ran, quickly making his way back to the Golden Light Zone, racing further without stopping, as if fleeing dust, trying to escape back to the Outer City.

As he escaped, he didn't see the Biao Race member's aura collapse and the illusion behind him shatter dramatically.

Otherwise, he would know this Biao Race member wasn't nearly as powerful as he seemed, just paper-thin after all.

"Hah, cowardly bandit, scared off by just appearances." The Biao Race smirked, suddenly doubled over, spitting up a few mouths of blood, weakening, and said with a wry smile: "Careless, got a bit ahead of myself in the fight just now, got injured by some twisted creatures, can someone help me, my legs are weak."

The surrounding people then realized it wasn't that the Biao Race member was weak, he was just injured.

Immediately someone stepped forward to help: "Why not rest back at the Celestial Dragon Race for now, after cleaning the battlefield we can bring you the Twisted Magic Crystals, just let us know how many twisted creatures you took down."

Everyone felt a sense of camaraderie as battlefield comrades, speaking genuinely without pretentiousness.

"Alright then." The Biao Race member didn't refuse, nodded in agreement.